Adams POV
The man paces around the room, "Let me explain to you what's going to happen. There are guards blocking every possible exit in this warehouse. You will not be able to escape," He gestures his hands around the room to where guards are guarding the two doors in the room, and the windows, "You're going to be forced to watch my precious angel be harmed," he lets out a murderous laugh, "And you won't be able to stop me." We that, he snaps his fingers and men come and tie rags around each of our faces, except Chelsea's.He motions to the rags, "This way, you won't be able to yell annoying profanities at me," he gestures to Chelsea's uncovered face, "And this way, you'll be able to here her screams of pain."
I pulled against the restrains again but to no avail. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at Chelsea sleeping peacefully.
Please don't hurt her. I'll do anything. Please.
I looked at everyone else, sadness, fear, anger, helplessness, filled their eyes.
A loud smack brought my attention back to Chelsea, the man standing before her. A large, hand sized mark started to form on her cheek.
"Holy guacamole! I'm up, I'm up!" She groans, reaching for her check but realizing she was tied up.
"Um," she looks around, "Where am I And why do I feel like my friends are about to watch me get tortured?" She asks, sarcasm dripping from her voice.
Oh, you have no idea.
"That's because they are." The man speaks in a monotonous voice.
Chelsea looks at the man, her eyes growing wide, I could practically see the wheels turning inside her head as she tries to figure out who he is.
"D-dad?" She stutters in disbelief.
Dad!?
"I'm surprised you recognize me. After all, your mother ran away with that moron that I once called my best friend when you were first born."
She scoffs, "You'll never be my real dad. You're just a psycho sperm donor." She spits.
Oooooooh burn- not the time Adam!
The man growls- like, literally growls, "Be careful what you say sweetheart."
"Same goes for you." She bats her eyelashes innocently.
I try to pull against my restraints again but the chains only cut farther into my skin.
The man walks over to the array of torture devices and picks up a knife.
Uh oh.
I look around the room, trying to find anything useful that could cut me out of my chains before realizing I had my pocket knife in the back of my jeans.
But then I realized I can't cut through metal with a pocket knife.
But then I realized the chains were being held together by a lock, and I could use the pocket knife to unlock it!
Just as I (barely) reach my hand for my knife, I hear a cry from Chelsea and an evil laugh from Sr. Evil Psycho.
I wince at the sound as it Pierces through my body like a bunch of needles but try to ignore it and focus on the task at hand.
I slowly pull the pocket knife out of my jean pocket with my pointer and middle finger. I pull it out and get a good grip on it, opening it up and aiming it at the lock. Since the lock, and my hands were behind my back it was very tricky to know where the knife was pointing.
I slowly pull the knife towards my back, hoping it's aimed at the lock. I feel it hit something, only to wince, realizing it was my wrist. I pull the knife back and aim at a different spot, this time hitting the metal lock. I twist the knife in the keyhole for a few moments before I hear a clicking sound. I drop the knife and pull on the lock.
Bingo!
It unlocks and I quietly unravel the chains. I steal a glance towards Chelsea to see both her arms bleeding, she let out another ear piercing scream as Sr. Evil Psycho digs the knife into her thigh. It pains me to watch so I look away, holding back a scream of my own.
The chains drop to the floor, creating a rattling sound, causing Sr. Evil Psycho to look my way.
Oops.
A/N: Next Chapter will be in Chelsea's POV! We're getting near the end ahhhhhh! I hope you enjoyed and let me know if you have any suggestions on what could happen next!!!
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